Devil's Sons M.C. (Manxman)

13.

I land with a yelp on the bed as he lightly pushes me down onto the bouncy material. But I barely have the time to recover as his hand circles my member and begins to pump. Hunter's teeth slightly nips and grazes my inner thighs as his hands begin to move on my member, exacting the right amount of pressure that has pleasurable sounds escaping my mouth.

"Nngh please Hunter." I practically beg/moan as I feel his breath on the head of my member, the teasing driving me insane with need. I was begging for something, anything at this point and bruiser finally decided to take pity on me. I'm ridiculously close to cumming when his warm mouth closes around the head of my cock and he swirls his tongue around the sensitive part of the organ. "Yes, yes, please don't stop." I find myself moaning, small tears appearing around my eyes as the feeling drives me nuts.

Hunter raises my legs onto his shoulders and just when I thought I couldn't last longer, he slides two sleek fingers into my fluttering hole. My eyes roll to the back at the contrasting feeling of his hand pumping, tongue swirling, and fingers rimming, and I lose to the pleasure. "Cumming" I manage to whimper as spurts of cum gets released and my orgasm shakes me to the core.

"I've imagined that so many times, you are exquisite." Hunter states, his voice about a million octaves deeper. I can feel myself blushing under his ocean blue eyes but I can't ponder on it as I feel myself grow hard again from the scissoring motion of Hunter's fingers in my hole.

Two become three and I find my hips gyrating to the rhythm of his movements. "Fuck" I moan loudly, shamelessly, not caring who hears as Hunter brushes past that joy button that makes stars appear in my vision. "Again?" I'm not sure if I'm asking or begging or both but he smirks before replying.

"With pleasure." And he does it again and again hitting that place torturously while his fingers squeeze and pinch my nipples painfully. It's odd as the mesh of the pain and the sweet torture of Hunter's fingers push me over the brink of that orgasmic feeling and I lose it for the second time tonight.

I hold onto Hunter's hand laying on my chest just to anchor me as the toe curling feeling takes over me.

I open my eyes lazily to stare at the hunk of a man casually watching me from the side of my bed. A small smile plays along the seams of his lips and I find myself doing the same too. Smiling like a lovesick idiot, not like I'm in love but I feel like I'm smiling like I would be if I was, and great I'm rambling in my own mind.

"Ready for one more?"

"Hell yeah." Hunter climbs onto the bed and covering my body with his, he lays atop me albeit his weight partly on his arms. His tongue controls the kiss as he explores every part of my mouth. A whimper escapes me as he bites my bottom lip and pushes his cock through the tight ring of muscles at the same time. It literally feels like I'm being torn in half even though we just did this earlier, the girth of the dude was just unexplainable.

"Just breathe JJ." He says in my ear. I'm trying but that thing is just big and breathing feels like I'm taking it deeper and then I can feel it in my guts and stomach. Exaggerating? Maybe a little, but it sure feels like that.

"Move." I call out simply after a moment of adjusting. Hunter pulls out fully and slams back in, hard enough that my whole body moves, hard enough that he brushes my prostate in one stroke. Hard enough that loud moan escapes me. "Yes right there." I repeat and he hammers away hitting that spot at intervals.

He raises my leg and successfully goes deeper, I can feel him everywhere and I know I won't last long. Time after time, stroke after stroke, pump after pump sounds of pleasure are released from my lips and deep grunts swirl in my ear. "I'm close." I squeal when Hunter bites down on a spot on my neck, sucking it into his warm mouth.

"Me too." He grunts.

I grab my member and tug on it once and twice before unravelling again for the night. This time I'm exhausted but it's the good kind of exhausted. All I feel is Hunter pulling out and I muster my strength to stand on my jelly legs and clean myself up in the bathroom.

All clean and everywhere tidy, we settle back on the bed. It's quiet between us, as Hunter simply wraps his arms loosely around my figure and I bury my face into his shoulder. Suddenly he bursts into a fit of laughter and I glance at him weirdly not really understanding what's funny, but I wanted to laugh too.

"Everything okay?" I ask curiously.

Amidst his fit of laughter he manages to reply. "Yeah just thanks for being a good sport about it."

I join in the laughter too remembering the tenseness in the atmosphere earlier. "My legs still feel like jelly so you're good bruiser." I explain.

"That's good for me then." Hunter's eyes zero on me, mischief dancing in them making him almost innocent and just light. Free and playful, a sharp contrast to the tight jaws, narrowed eyes, and furrowed eyebrows he's sporting generally everytime of the day like he's calculating and studying ones every move.

"Yeah it's perfect." I steal a kiss and quickly turn around in his arms to face the other side and fall into the land of sleepiness.